Chapter 361 Harry VS Marcus
Chapter 361 Harry VS Marcus
After entering November, the weather became extremely cold.
Ever since Harry and Ron bravely broke into the women's bathroom on Halloween night and rescued Hermione from a troll, the "Miss Know-It-All" began to try to curb her flamboyant personality.
And for some reason, Hermione gradually became less entangled in various rules and regulations.
After Li Fei demonstrated his own powerful [Lighting Spell], the three of them started a crazy practice mode.
Ron is a standard Gryffindor, which can be seen from the fact that his whole family is Gryffindor.
As long as he thinks that one day he will be able to master the powerful magic spell cast by Li Fei, Ron will enter an "excited state" from time to time.
Although Li Fei's lighting technique cannot be used stably, Ron has been able to basically master it stably, the [Improved Illuminating Spell] that Professor Griffin once taught that requires maintaining a high-spirited state.
It was difficult for Hermione to be emotionally excited, but there was always a shadow of a person in her heart.
It's her "second uncle", the man in the trench coat, Chris.
No matter how powerful Dumbledore was, or maybe Professor McGonagall was much stronger than her second uncle, as the first wizard she came into contact with, Hermione had a natural admiration for Chris.
Therefore, whenever Hermione activates the active skill "Missing Second Uncle", she can always maintain a very high level of concentration. In this case, Hermione will subconsciously align her spell with the level of her second uncle. , naturally maintaining excellent spellcasting status.
I don’t know if there is a Thor in this world, otherwise Thor’s move of “missing my father” and Hermione’s move of “missing my second uncle” are quite similar.
As for Harry, progress was very slow. Ordinary [Fluorescent Flash] was no problem for Harry, but the brightness of Li Fei's spell would not increase in Harry's hands, but would even decrease.
After all, as mentioned before, the [Lighting Spell] in this world is affected by the strength of the wizard's own soul. The stronger the soul, the higher the power of the lighting spell.
(Gandalf gave a thumbs up.)
As for Harry, the fragments of Voldemort in his mind had a negative impact on Harry's total soul, which made Harry's overall soul strength significantly lower than that of ordinary people.
What's more, in addition to homework in various subjects, Harry also has to face Quidditch training three nights a week.
Finally, the Quidditch match is about to begin.
The opening scene was between Gryffindor and Slytherin, and the whole school was aroused.
People were talking about it for a while. It was originally because Wood decided to keep Harry's participation strictly secret, and almost no one had seen Harry play Quidditch. It happened that he wanted to use Harry as a "secret weapon" in their team. Reward.
But the news that Harry was going to be Seeker got out anyway.
As a result, some people came over to Harry and told him that they believed in Harry and that Harry would definitely play well; others told him that they would hold up the mattress when the time came.
Running after him below to prevent him from falling - Harry's young mind didn't know which was worse.
After weeks of rigorous training, Harry will compete in his first ever competition on Saturday.
If the Gryffindor team wins this game, their ranking in the Academy Cup will be promoted to No. 2.
As for number one... everyone knows that with Li Fei here, there is no other possibility for number one besides Hufflepuff.
The mountains around the school are gray and covered with snow and ice, and the lake is as cold and hard as tempered steel.
Every morning there is frost on the ground.
Harry leaned out of the window upstairs and could see Hagrid in the distance on the playground.
Wrapped in a long moleskin coat, wearing rabbit fur gloves and giant beaver fur boots, he defrosted broomsticks on the Quidditch pitch.
That means one thing: Quidditch season has begun.
Harry opened his schoolbag and returned a copy of "Quidditch Origins" to Hermione. This very interesting book was lent to him by Hermione after the three reconciled.
It's a sunny and cold day, and the restaurant is filled with the enticing smell of grilled sausages.
At the long table of the four major colleges, everyone was looking forward to a wonderful Quidditch match and chatting happily non-stop.
At the Gryffindor table, Harry was listless. At this time, he was so nervous that he couldn't eat at all.
"You must eat a few mouthfuls of breakfast."
"I don't want to eat anything."
"Have some toast," Hermione coaxed.
"I'm not hungry."
Harry felt terrible, the tension weighing down Harry to the point where he couldn't even breathe.
In another hour, he will be walking onto the field.
"Harry, you need to maintain strong physical strength." said the demolition genius Seamus Finnigan. "The Seeker is the opponent's focus, so you need to eat more."
"Seamus, thank you for your concern," Harry said, watching as Seamus slathered ketchup on his sausage.
By eleven o'clock, it seemed that all the teachers and students of the school were in the stands around the Quidditch pitch, and many students even brought binoculars.
Many people stood in their seats and cheered, but sometimes it was still difficult to see clearly what was going on.
Ron and Hermione made their way to the top row, joining Neville, Seamus and Dean, a West Ham fan.
To surprise Harry, they painted a giant banner out of a sheet stained by Ron's pet Scabbers.
It says "Potter Must Win", and Dean, who is good at drawing, also drew a big Gryffindor lion on the bottom.Then, Hermione cast a clever magic that made the paint on the banner flicker with different colors.
It is said that these support methods were learned from Li Fei of Hufflepuff.
Meanwhile, in the dressing room, Harry and the other team members were changing into their bright red Quidditch uniforms (the Slytherin team wore green).
Wood cleared his throat to silence everyone.
"It's time, boys," he said.
"And the girls," said Chaser Angelina Johnson, the girl who would one day marry one of the twins.
"And girls," Wood agreed, "it's time."
"This is an important moment," said Fred Weasley. . "The moment we've all been waiting for," George said.
“We literally know Oliver’s impassioned pep talks by heart,” Fred told Harry. “We were on the team last year.”
"Shut up, you two!" Wood said, "This is the best team Gryffindor has had in so many years. Believe me, we will definitely win.
I know, you all know this. "
He glared at everyone fiercely, as if to say: "Otherwise, it will definitely be enough for you."
Harry raised his hands tremblingly: "I'm sorry, I have a question."
"As long as you're not so nervous that you need to go to the bathroom, you can ask any other questions you want." Wood even made a little joke to ease Harry's nervousness.
"Hmm - has the Bludger ever killed anyone?"
Harry asked, trying hard to sound casual.
"Don't worry, at least not at Hogwarts. One or two people got their jaws smashed, that's all.
Trust me, you don't have to worry about Quaffles and Bludgers - we'll all be there to protect you, unless they've knocked my brains out. "
"Don't worry, the Weasley brothers are more than capable of dealing with Bludgers - honestly, they're like two Bludgers themselves."
Angelina smiled and winked at the Weasley brothers. She seemed to have a crush on one of the red-haired boys.
"Oh, Angelina, your compliments to us are always so sober and refined." George smiled and patted Harry on the shoulder, telling him to relax.
"Okay, it's time for us to fight. I wish everyone good luck."
As Wood finished speaking, Harry followed Fred and George out of the locker room, and then walked towards the cheering stadium. He hoped that his knees would not weaken.
Mrs. Huo Qi is the referee.She stood in the middle of the court, her broomstick in hand, waiting for the players from both teams.
Opposite, the tall Marcus was walking at the front. When Harry saw the extremely strong buck-toothed man in front of him, he suddenly wanted to shout "Sunshine" to Marcus.
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